Chapter Three

I woke up with a start and looked around and noticed nothing had changed. I was still in my uniform, which was now a little dirty. For some odd reason this annoyed me, it is true I never really liked school, never found my place. I wasn't a nerd, I wasn't sporty, or popular. I was just there floating from group to group, never fitting in. But this uniform was the only thing that made sense at this current point in time. So to see it dirty made me a little sad. I was still in the middle of nowhere with these strange people. I was certain I would wake up in my own bed, but I was wrong. Perhaps that is a good thing for what waited for me at home could be worse than what waited for me here.

'I see you have awoken. Come and eat, it will be a long day for all.' Before I could stand up Aragorn had made his way back to the group, as if one look from me would kill him.

My hands were still tied so it took me a moment to stand up. Once I got my balance, I shyly made my way over wishing the ground would swallow me up. It didn't. I stood behind the children, not knowing what to do I decided to stand there and wait for someone to say something.

'Well lass what are you standing around for. Grab a seat and some food before the Hobbits eat everything in sight.'

'What the F*** is a Hobbit?' I asked completely at a loss, everyone looked at me in shock. Legolas got up pulled me away and in a low but threating voice said,

'Do not speak such foul language. You are walking on dangerous waters.' He dragged me back to the group and sat me down in between himself and Aragorn. I felt like I was back at school.

'Eat.' I raised my eyes.

'My hands seem to be currently unavailable to perform such a task,' Aragorn untied my hands and shoved a plate in my now freed hands.

None paid me the slightest attention as I played with my food not knowing how I was going to eat after having not eaten for years without throwing it back up. My body went numb and my mind went blank. Soon they were packing up the camp. I felt my hands being pulled behind my back and tied up again.

'You have not eaten. If it gives you piece of mind we do not poison the food we give to outsiders. I will untie your hands you may eat while we walk.' Panic bubbled over me, and the group moved out.

Aragorn walked with me in silence, casting me the occasional look, I thought I would try and pry some much needed information out of him. I mean what's the worst he could do?

'So, Aragorn is it? What an odd name,' I paused waiting to get a reaction, he didn't react he just kept walking, I tried another one.

'So this group, I assume is what, on a trip somewhere. But where is that somewhere exactly? And why does blue eyes have arrows and the short guy with the axe and the rest of you with sharp swords, honestly you could really hurt someone. And you know you are kidnapping me right?'

Aragorn kept walking but he was now looking at me, 'Aye, we are heading somewhere just as everyone else is. We are all heading somewhere it is just a matter of where. None can truly know where we will end up. It is not safe to travel without weapons. I assume you are referring to yourself when you say, we could hurt someone, if that is the case, you need not worry yourself. We will not cause you harm, if you give us no reason too. We simply do not trust you. And you are right about one thing, I suppose we are as you put is so nicely, kidnapping you. Now you have your answers, stop speaking and eat, before you pass out, if that be the case blue eyes will be forced to carry you.' I sighed, and started eating I would get rid of the food later on.

'We will stop and rest for a while,' Aragorn called out, the group slumped down, pulling their bags off.

I sat further away from the group again, the apple was not settling well and I knew I couldn't keep it down much longer, how can one get a little alone time around here?

'Umm Aragorn,' he turned sharply at my voice raising his eyebrow at me, 'Um I need a moment alone,' everyone turned to look at me, my face heated up.

Luckily Aragorn was not stupid and came to my rescue, 'Come you will not wander alone.' We walked for a little while, and we came across some trees, 'Do not try and run, you will not get far,' he whispered dangerously, I nodded and went behind the tree.

'Um Aragorn could you I don't know just move further away please, I won't run away, I have nowhere to run.' I didn't get a response, I closed my eyes trying to figure out how to do this quietly.

'Very well, I will trust you to come back to the camp in a short while, if you have not returned I will find you and you will be sorry,' I ginned as I heard him walk away.

Just in time too as I vomited everything out. Tears stung my eyes, it was always painful, but not as painful as my memories. I moved to the next tree and held onto it as if it were my life force, I tried to stop the memories but I couldn't, my breath had caught in my throat,

Blood deep red blood stained my pale cold skin. It was not my blood but the blood of my brother. Days could have gone by and I would not have noticed. A call from the distance brought me out of my shock. My eyes glittered with unshed tears, another call much closer this time. It had to be my brother coming for me, it just had to be. Hope found itself to me again and I clung to it, I would not let him go that easily. My feet moved on their own, every part of my body tingled with hope. My eyes met those angry green eyes, the eyes of my father; I felt the glass wall which had been created inside of me explode into millions of sharp glass pieces. Not even the air outside could stop me from feeling as if I was being pushed under water.

A voice called my name but it was a softer voice one that held love, and compassion, 'Mia.' I looked up and saw soft grey eyes looking at me, Aragorn, he knelt down, and frowned, he felt my forehead, 'You are warm, why did you not say you were unwell, I heard you being sick.' He put one arm on my back and the other under my legs and lifted me as if I were a feather. 'You are very light for your height, your mind is troubled, and you need rest and healing.'